This Is Hard

 We started giving me insulin shots on Friday, and taking my blood glucose (sugar, I think they say “glucose,” because otherwise the acronym is “BS,” which, frankly, I think is more accurate) twice a day. 

Testing twice a day. 

Injections at night.

It is horrible, and if I start thinking about how I have to do this for the rest of my life, it is worse.

I responded really well the first night, but honestly, my BS seems to just hop around how it likes. 

It’s very discomfiting. 

Also, my period is starting today. 

Cramps and period pain and fatigue on top of caring for diabetes is NOT OKAY.

Also I don’t know how I’m supposed to stay SUPAH-ACTIVE all the time when my body has a uterus and takes me out for at least a few days every month. 

This is just so, so, so, so, so, so, hard. 

And rn it’s overshadowing EVERYTHING. 

I know this is the hardest part - the transition and the learning curve, etc etc etc 

BUT ITS SO. SO. SO. HARD.

Mom and Dad took the news about Emily Bear really well.

She’s going to start visiting today. 

I’m ready for spring weather and Happy Garden Times (TM).